On the Road with a HoH (and Her BFFs)

Gael Hannan
April 9, 2013

Best friends share things through the years – secrets, money, boyfriends, etc.  And if one of you has hearing loss,  you share that, too.  If your friend is truly your best friend, she will gladly embrace the communication challenges, the irritations, and the daily impact of your hearing loss.

I’m writing this from Florida, where I arrived yesterday after a three-day Girl’s Road Trip with my two long-time BFFs (best-friends-forever), Shona and Wendy.  ‘Women’s Road Trip’ might be a more accurate descriptor given that we are in our fifties, but on fun trips like these, we tend to chop off a couple of decades.  And this road trip, our first in a long time, had the added attraction of a few defining hard-of-hearing moments, one of which was an eye-opener for all of us – and I mean eye-opener!

My BFFs and I are simpatico in the areas of life we consider important – social and family values, politics, and senses of humor.  We also talk a lot.  Other people marvel at our ability to carry on a conversation that started when we were 17 and that will last until we collectively croak.  We do have our differences;  one is that I’m hard of hearing and they are not, although I like to think they have other issues.  My hearing loss has added a stop-and-start function to our dialogue, as comments must be constantly repeated, rephrased or deleted.

Why is it a joy for a HoH such as me to travel with her BFFs?   Because they love you, want to communicate with you, and, above all, they are well trained.


  • BFFs are very patient about answering, over and over again, various versions of what did s/he say?  Sometimes it only takes a raised eyebrow and they know you haven’t got or heard what was said, especially comments made by other people.
  • BFFs expect to repeat themselves regularly and they’re darned good at it.  Sometimes, they will say automatically say something twice – once in a normal voice and then again, much louder, to ward off the inevitable pardon?
  • They are also skilled at ignoring you as you clamor for repetition. Some hard of hearing people have the unfortunate habit of asking for repetition of the dinner specials, before the server has finished saying them once.  My BFFs are well-practiced in ignoring my raised eyebrows, arm-patting, and my what-what-what’s until they have something substantial to repeat.
  • Because you know them so well, after a lifetime of yakking, you can read BFF lips from almost any angle.  This helps you to speechread from any seat in the car.  Sometimes, all you need is to see a corner of a lip as your BFF talks out the window at some amazing sight.  Now, this doesn’t mean the person with hearing loss should give up lobbying for her favorite speechreading perch, which is always the front passenger seat.  However, one does have to be fair and open to rotating seat assignments.


On this trip, my friend’s Land Rover had such excellent acoustics (why this is better than in my own vehicle is beyond me), that their voices were sometimes a bit too loud, most likely because they were ‘speaking up’ for my benefit.  I still needed to speechread, however, as we played the Alphabet Game while driving through Georgia.  This is the game where you pick a subject and then go through the alphabet.  My suggestion of ‘brands of hearing aids’ was rejected in favour of ‘bird names’.    I never seemed to be looking at the correct BFF when they said their words, so everything had to be repeated twice.  Then there was the age-related problem of not remembering whose turn it was and we never did come up with a bird name starting with ‘x’.  When I wasn’t driving, playing on my iPad was a welcome break from the neck-stretching game of Speechreading In The Car.

Our planned cultural-historical stop was Gettysburg, where we saw a film on the battle before heading out to the battlefield itself.  Going into the movie, the staff person asked me if I had a telecoil.  I almost fainted; I hate to say it, but this question is not commonly asked in Canadian museums.  The neckloop receiver worked well, but I had  my usual neck-swiveling struggle to find that sweet spot for the best sound.  Outside, we were greeted by a charming volunteer-guide and thank heavens for my BFFs, who had to translate every word uttered by the guide, who was a living replica of an 1863 gentleman, complete with upper lip-obliterating mustache.

On our final night on the road, we were given a hearing-accessible room.   I hadn’t asked for one, so I must have said pardon a few times while making the phone reservation.  (And you might wonder just why  the HoH was making the phone call with two hearing people on the team.)   In our hotel room, I showed off the assistive technology to Shona and Wendy; pressing the the doorbell outside the room set off a flashing strobe light inside.  However, it also set off a continuous, ear-shattering shriek that sent my both my friends and my hearing aids into spasms.  We turned it off and had a glass of wine to calm our nerves.

At 3 am, the same doorbell alarm went off, shooting two of us out of our beds in terror (nothing wakes Shona).  We couldn’t turn it off, and the sleepy front desk staffperson on the phone said, oh it was probably some teenagers roaming the halls – just reach up and push the off button.  There was no such button, so we had to wait almost five long minutes before it stopped.  Checking out the next morning, I went into advocate mode to discuss how the hotel could better handle the situation in the future, including written instructions for room occupants.

Minor irritations aside, it was a great Girl’s Road Trip – and it’s even better being here with my BFFs enjoying the sounds of seagulls and waves, as we walk the wide sandy beach.

  1. OMG, this could have been one of many road trips I take with four BFF. Great read and I can so relate.

  2. I went to dinner w/ my BFF Amy tonight…nothing beats a friend who will look at you when she speaks and repeat herself until you “get it.” Thanks for sharing your story.

  3. Gael – Your story makes me long for a road trip with my BFF of 27 years. Someday…

  4. Gail, I am so excited that the access was in place for your trip. This was one of the many 504 complaints that I filed after there was no access for our daughter when we visited and one of the many reasons I testified before the subcommittee in Congress. This made my day!

    Janice Schacter Lintz, chair, Hearing Access Program

  5. Dear Friend Gael:

    I’m not one of your BFFs, however, I am one of your BMFs (I hope), and I wish I was one of your co-passengers on our trip to Florida. I know you and what you fun you are, so I know I missed a what must have been a very fun trip, despite the hearing challenges. Someday, I would love to do a trip like that, with anyone actually, as I’ve never been to Florida. Anyway, it was great to hear about the accessibility features you encountered along the way, and, despite been less than perfect, at least someone is trying in the good old US of A, which is more than what we can say here in most of good old CANADA. Thanks for the smiles as usual and we can have our own little ‘road trip’ at the CHHA conference in Edmonton. Bye for now from one of your BMFs. LOL!

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